Monthly Archives: July 2018

There is a criticism implicit in this picture that I think is largely unfair. It could be a lot worse. She could be dressed like a showgirl and her hope could be placed as stupid rather than, as here, as … Continue reading →

Where is the plumb line when you really need one? A plumb line defines straight up and down, deviating neither to the left nor to the right.[1] Everybody agrees on the absolute verticality of the plumb line because it a … Continue reading →

I just saw Richard Curtis’s 2013 movie, About Time. [1] I know, it’s about time I saw it, but I had never heard of it and of all the stars, Bill Nighy is the only one I had ever heard … Continue reading →

And a hero. And a saint. You never hear anything bad about Mother Theresa. [1] And if you were waiting for me to say that I am going to stand up and start criticizing, you will wait for a long … Continue reading →

On a recent visit to one of the legion of doctors I have been seeing recently (don’t ask) I picked up a pamphlet called “Optimal Aging.” The tag line featured on the front of the trifold is:“There’s no place like … Continue reading →

On the morning of the 4th of July, a friend of mine [1] was greeted with a cheery, “Happy Birthday.” I’m sure he responded to the sentiment in a gentle way, but inside, he felt himself strongly rejected the idea. … Continue reading →

Bette and I went to see Won’t You Be My Neighbor yesterday, as good a way to begin a July as I could think of. I knew I needed to see it, but I was hesitant, too, because Mr. Rogers’ … Continue reading →